AN: I wish you all a beautiful new year! Let it be full of laughs, love, health, joy and wonderful surprises :)
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Chapter betaed by the wonderful Miette :)
AN3:Updated on 2019/06/02, no changes plot-wise, some modifications on the legend of Taichichuan because my beta is a perfectionist.
AN4: Many thanks to dpstone12 who corrected the mistakes Miette and I had overlooked!
Today was the day. Drunek and Severus were travelling to China. When the Wises had renewed Severus Apprenticeship for a third year, they had decided he would spend one year in China to broaden his learning. Drunek was to accompany him the first weeks then Severus would be on his own. In truth, he would live with other members of clan Röykkiö but it amounted to the same result. Once a month, Severus would be allowed to come back and visit his foster family. Why he could not attend some study groups over there while remaining with Drunek and his family was unclear to Severus. The fact he was leaving for China only two weeks after Drunek had pronounced his double Sensing shields acceptable was even more suspicious. Severus could not help feeling he was missing something.
He alternated between excitement and anxiousness, wary of how different Chinese Goblins would be from the ones he knew and curious about the knowledge he would discover. Once more, Dhaal's presence on his shoulder was reassuring. Severus had lost count of how many times he had silently thanked Kiveä for his harebrained scheme. The Thestral had grown up since their first meeting. His head now came up to Severus' torso. However, Dhaal loved being able to perch up Severus' shoulder. When he had first become too big to fit at his usual place on Severus' shoulder, he had simply shrunk himself, to Severus and Drunek astonishment and to the children's delight. Severus was impatient to know if Dhaal would also be able to increase his size when he reached adulthood.
While Severus' Familiar had not yet shown any particular magic prowess in defence or attack, he now understood English and Gobbledegook, even though he sometimes chose to ignore Frekka's scoldings. Dhaal used both words and Sensing to understand people. He had been confused at first when words sometimes did not reflect someone's magic meaning. Severus had had to explain jokes, irony, lies and every nuance of speech he could think of. All Drunek's family helped and it made for some raucous evenings.
After a long farewell to Frekka and the children, and confirming several times that yes, he would come back once a month to see them, Severus and his Master went through the Room of Crossings. They walked through several different arches in silence, Severus wondering once more how the room worked.
"Drunek! Quickly!"
Severus watched bewildered as a Goblin dressed in colourful and elegant robes called to Drunek.
Severus had not paid much attention to Goblin's clothes as they were close to Wizard's ones. Robes of various length with close fitting pants and shirts underneath were the Goblins' usual attire Severus was used to, although they always took off the robes when practising Taichichuan. The main differences between Wizards' and Goblins' clothes were the fabrics. To Severus, Goblin's ones were rougher than Wizard's ones, but it might only be true of his clan. Indeed, the Gringotts Goblins were dressed as finely as Lucius.
This Goblin, however, wore layers of what looked like silk robes. In Severus' opinion, these would have looked a lot better on Narcissa. They were strangely cut at the neck, with a collar almost like a turtle-neck.
"Yíngjiē Regel. Why do you sound like the seven Balrogs are after you?" asked Drunek as the other Goblin brimmed with impatience.
"Yíngjiē. I knew you would not dress him up. Honestly Drunek. Why can't you think for once?"
Severus was taken aback by the vehemence of the other Goblin.
"Calm down Regel. We are going to Sṭā'iliśa this afternoon so Daoack can get fitted for the clothes he will need this year. There is no need to fret," answered Drunek calmly.
"He is supposed to meet with the Korkein in three hours," hissed Yíngjiē.
Severus' Master looked at the other Goblin sharply.
"That is not possible. Why would he "
"The Korkein does not care for impossibility. He wants to... meet with the wonderful wizard Apprentice to assess the kind of lessons which will better suit him during his year in China."
Severus did not like what he was hearing.
Drunek growled.
"Wirkrund said all was cleared up."
"Of course not," said Regel with a roll of his eyes. "How oblivious are you? I keep telling you to visit more often."
Drunek shook his head in annoyance.
"Well, there is nothing for it now. What have you planned?"
"Rǽdgifa was surprisingly helpful. He had clothes roughly your Apprentice's size, they only need to be adjusted. Sṭā'iliśa is already waiting for us. She will also take his measurements for other appropriate clothes."
The first name sounded like old English. Did it mean this Rǽdgifa was from his grandfather's clan? What had he foreseen Wirkrund and Drunek had not? Had his grandfather helped? Why had he not told Severus of his suspicions?
Drunek clearly was thinking along the same lines.
"Why didn't Rǽdgifa warn us?" he asked roughly.
"Come on. You know better than I how well Wirkrund and Rǽdgifa get along," huffed Regel.
"I did not think it prevented them from working together when it is in the interest of our nation," bit back Drunek sharply.
"Who says it is not?" countered Regel. "You might not have brought your Apprentice."
Clearly, this trip was not really to further Severus education. Or it was not its main goal. Why would the Korkein want to meet him? The argument Severus was so wonderful he needed to assess him himself was ludicrous. The only reason he could imagine as deserving to take some of the Korkein time was the renewal of his Apprenticeship despite his one-time desire to break it. The Korkein might not have cared Severus technically was a minor at the time. But what could he do to Severus? According to the Contract Severus had signed, he did not have the power to break his Apprenticeship. Only Wirkrund and the other Wises did.
"Hurry, we do not have all day," said Regel as he ushered Drunek and Severus through a door.
Severus realized he had been so absorbed in his thoughts he had not even watched his surroundings while walking here. Master Isäntä would be either seriously pissed or disappointed. However, he froze in the main hall, gawking at the magnificent interior. Delicate weapons as well as painted fans decorated the walls, mixed with drapes as colourful as rainbows. He could not decide if he liked the room or not. It was reminiscent of Dumbledore's robes except the decoration was more tasteful than tacky.
"Hop hop boy."
Severus startled under the disapproving glare of Regel and the commiserative smile of his Master, and hurriedly joined them up the stairs.
He took a brief second to thank Master Wordlang in his head and swore to himself he would bring her back a souvenir. As much as he had despised her lessons, Severus understood the heavily accented Gobbledegook of their host and had not missed a word of his exchanges with Drunek. Considering the way this trip was turning out, he needed every edge he could find.
Regel led them to a big room where a Fae was waiting for them. She turned out to be Sṭā'iliśa. Regel barely introduced Severus before hurrying out with Drunek, leaving Severus in the care of the seamstress. Dhaal had been silent during the whole trip, but now he carefully explored the room, sending a mix of amazement and puzzlement through the Bond. He was deeply amused by the sight of Severus being poked and prodded all over by the Fae's instruments while standing still in aggravated silence.
Severus distracted himself by trying to Sense the different spells animating the various instruments. He was almost surprised to get a clear Sense for them. Then, the seamstress gave Severus dark blue loose-fitting pants as well as a long sleeved shirt of the same colour, with the collar cut Bǎo-style. The fabric was smooth on Severus' skin, and he realised it was silk. She quickly adjusted them on him with a flick of her hands. Then she put dark black robes on him, still with the strangely cut collar, coming to his feet but with slits to allow movements. The Fae worked quickly and efficiently and soon, the entire attire was fitting Severus elegantly. She showed him how to button the robe and shirt then made him try several different shoes which looked like delicate ballet shoes.
Severus barely had time to choose the most comfortable pair when another Fae came in. She made him sit then began styling his hair. Severus crossed his fingers, hoping the hairstyle would not be too extravagant in an attempt to make up for the lack of colour of his clothes. The pictures Dhaal sent him were not reassuring.
In the end, Severus was surprised when he looked at himself in the mirror. If he did not know himself, he would think he was someone important who knew what he was doing. He was also pleased to notice his bearing was proud and that he looked like he belonged in the robe. He was glad for the dark colours and even more pleased when the seamstress did not propose any colours other than black, dark blue and dark green for the other clothes she was going to make for him.
When his Master and Regel came back, Severus was glad to see approval in Drunek's eyes as well as relief in Regel's – it was a bit insulting but he could not blame the Goblin for doubting Severus could look the part. While Regel had not changed his attire, Drunek now was finely dressed in dark brown and blue, matching Severus in the sobriety of his robes.
"Right. You have briefed him on how to properly address the Korkein, as well as other representatives at court," said Regel at Drunek pointedly, his voice promising slow and agonizing torture if he had not.
"Of course Regel. Even we, uncivilized peasants, know to prepare ourselves when coming to the jewel of our nation," said Drunek, keeping his face unreadable.
Was Britain a province of the Goblin Nation?
"Forgive me if I lack confidence in your preparation, seeing you did not even anticipate meeting with the Korkein," said Regel sharply.
"There are no reasons he should want to meet with Daoack so soon," snapped back Drunek.
The two Goblins glared at each other before Regel sighed.
"We need to leave now if we want to be on time."
They left to meet the Korkein on foot, Dhaal on Severus' shoulder. Regel seemed to relax now they were en route, and commented on the sights as they walked. Severus was stricken with how different from Drunek's city the Goblin capital was. The houses were pagodas, much more delicate than the sturdy round houses Goblins favoured back home. There was a reason the city was called Bǎo, or Jewel in Gobbledegook. Severus realised with a start he did not even know the name of the place he had lived for two years.
"Drunek. Just to be certain, when I introduce myself, I give my name, my rank, my major, and my clan, but I do not say where I come from, right?" asked Severus.
"Well, you do not usually need to. But as a Wizard Apprentice, it would be better to add your city, Master and Johtaja representative as well," Drunek paused then smirked at Severus. "I remind you your city is Uusi."
Severus refused to blush and only thanked his Master, ignoring Dhaal silent snickers. He noticed Regel rigid stance and sighed internally. The Goblin seemed prepared for Severus to make a fool of the clan.
Regel stopped in front of a beautiful house decorated with gold scripture on its walls. He took an emerald out of his pocket and put it on the entrance door lock. It opened without a sound. Several guards were behind the doors, standing in front of an arch. Regel showed his emerald and they let them pass without any question. It was exactly like walking through the Room of Crossings, except they met several guards as they passed under various arches. Severus was not surprised when his Occlumency and Sensing shields repelled one tentative intrusion. He was proud not to even break a sweat. No one tried to stop him.
"Master Drunek?" called Severus.
"Daoack?"
"Is it customary for guards to prod guests' minds and Magic?" he asked as innocently as he could manage.
"Of course not!" sputtered Regel. "We are not barbarians. Such use of Magic is strictly regulated," he paused and watched Severus thoughtfully.
"Of course, the Korkein might have wanted someone to test you before your meeting."
"Or anybody else from the court," growled Drunek darkly. "I did not think you had attracted so much notice."
Regel snorted.
"A Prince in clan Röykkiö? Of course the court took notice."
"Why?" asked Severus, puzzled that a change in tradition was worth such a fuss.
"Don't you know your Family history?"
Severus glared at him in answer.
"Your Master should–"
"We had more pressing matters to attend to," interrupted Drunek. "And we had not realized Daoack had garnered so much attention even before his first visit to Bǎo."
Regel shook his head.
"You know that every Prince until now was chosen by clan Runsaus because their passion and skills for words and trade was above their interest in research and Dark Arts. Today, we have a Prince whose skills lie far more in Magic itself. Wirkrund fought to be responsible for him. When you know what some Princes achieved even without clan Röykkiö backing, even the Korkein is interested."
And wary was unsaid but clear as day. Could the Korkein fear an alliance between clan Röykkiö and Severus? Did he disapprove of the Apprenticeship offer made to Severus? The thought was laughable and yet...
"Do not be surprised if other Goblins are present at your audience. The Korkein certainly wants to... show you off, from what he said," added Regel.
Show Severus off? Severus did not think so. Neither did Drunek from his sudden scowl.
They continued in silence for several minutes until they reached an arch finely decorated with various metals as well as precious stones. Severus did not need to see the runes to know heavy protections were at work. The thrum of Magic coming from the arch was impressive, and Severus Sensed protection as well as preservation coming from it.
Drunek had been right when he had told Severus his double Shields would become as instinctive as his Occlumency one. He still lacked the intuitive use of his Sensing shields compared to his Occlumency shield, but Severus felt he was improving everyday.
They had to register themselves under the watchful eyes of several guards in richly decorated but still functional armour. It included identification with the same device Severus had used for his emancipation at Gringotts.
To Severus' surprise, none of the guards noticed Dhaal. They passed through the arch without a hitch, his Familiar smugness radiating through their bond.
Finally, they were waiting at the audience chamber doors. Regel looked resigned while Drunek was impassive. Severus checked his Occlumency and Sensing Shields, using the familiar routine to calm himself.
"Clan Röykkiö, you may come and present yourself to the Korkein."
Severus did not spy any speaker, but the doors of the chamber opened. He followed Regel and Drunek quietly, careful to walk neither too fast nor too slow. He held his head high while subtly taking in his surroundings.
The room was smaller than Severus had expected. It still held enough bench seats for at least sixty people, without counting the five seats on either side of the Korkein's throne.
Twelve Goblins were sitting on the benches. The ten seats close to the Korkein were taken. The Korkein was sitting on his throne, watching them approach. His robes were similar to Regel, the silver rune embedded with precious stones and symbol of his power resting upon his chest.
Regel stopped one step after the bench seats and bowed to the Korkein. Drunek and Severus followed suit.
"Please introduce clan Röykkiö," said the same voice which had told them to enter.
Severus suddenly noticed the Goblin standing behind the Korkein on his right. He seemed to be the one speaking.
"I, Regel of clan Röykkiö, Master of Jewels and Words, come before the Korkein to present Master Drunek of clan Röykkiö and Usta Daoack of clan Röykkiö. They travelled to Bǎo for Daoack's Apprenticeship."
"Yíngjiē Master Regel. Welcome back to Bǎo Master Drunek. My congratulations for your new child. Daoack," the Korkein paused as he looked at Severus.
"We have not met before. Please introduce yourself."
"I am Usta Daoack of Shields and Crossings from clan Röykkiö in Uusi. Wizard Apprentice to Master Drunek of Magic and Myst. Master Wirkrund of Bonds and Balance is my Johtaja representative and Wise."
"Yíngjiē Usta Daoack. It has been some time since our last wizard Apprentice. Would you know why your kind thus disdains us?" asked the Korkein coldly.
Severus was taken aback by the question as well as its aggressivity. He felt a rush of anger that he quashed resolutely and tightened his Occlumency shield. He would not shame his Master.
"I can not claim to speak for my people, esteemed Korkein. However, I know I was not aware opportunities as precious as Apprenticeships under Master Goblins existed until I was offered the possibility to take my Trials," answered Severus calmly.
Silence greeted his answer, as if the Korkein was waiting for him to develop his thoughts. But Severus would not imply blame on either Goblins or Wizards for his ignorance.
"Precious opportunity you say. And yet, you asked to break up your Apprenticeship one year ago," finally said the Korkein, disdain dripping from his voice.
"Indeed," agreed Severus. "One of my Bonded had just died in an unexpectedly violent way. I admit grief blinded my mind for a few days. Luckily, my Guardian prevented me from making a grave mistake."
"Yes, how lucky you were to have still needed a Guardian for a few months. However, it reflects poorly on you as you broke in spirit the terms of your contract," sneered the Korkein.
Dhaal bristled at the answer. Severus firmly Sensed to him to remain quiet and not interfere.
"Esteemed Korkein," intervened Drunek before Severus could attempt to answer the accusation, "I respectfully remind you Daoack was only a child when he passed his Trials. This is the reason he needed a Guardian in the first place. Furthermore, the Bonded who died was his Guardian. We all agreed those were extraordinary circumstances. I remind you that only a few days later, Daoack decided to remain with us of his own decision."
"He knew he did not have the choice," snapped the Korkein.
"I have faith Daoack was honest with me when he told me he chose to remain with us because it was the right decision. He did not leave when he reached his majority," answered Drunek.
"Very well. I understand this was justified by how exceptional your Apprentice is, despite not having begun his Apprenticeship in Bǎo at the demand of his Guardian," said the Korkein, voice dripping with reproach. "Let us see a demonstration of the Taichichuan form he learnt."
That was unexpected. From his Master narrowing of the eyes, it was unusual and unwelcome. However, Drunek only bowed.
Severus bowed too then quietly took off his robes. He gave them to Drunek who held his gaze as if to assure Severus had his entire support. His Master patted Severus' shoulder briefly, allowing Dhaal to step from Severus to the Goblin's shoulder.
Regel and Drunek then moved to the side while Severus took a place in front of the Korkein.
He felt on him the eyes of all present but resolutely focused on his task. The form took thirty minutes to complete. He could not afford any mistake.
He breathed calmly. Chi-kung. Take the time to feel the non movement. Then begin.
Severus performed in silence, trying to apply himself without overdoing it and losing the fluidity of his movements. However, the Magic flows around him were different from home. Severus was used to feeling Magic around him as he moved into the different position of the form. He had not been prepared for the magic flows to be different in Bǎo. It was an oversight on his part, one he should have realised after Wirkrund lecture on nodes and nexus. Once more, he was not connecting information together. He really needed to take a step back from time to time to study the full picture of his newfound knowledge.
As Severus ended the form, he knew he had made minor mistakes because of the difference in Magic flow. Glancing at Drunek's face, he saw resignation as well as support.
"That was... merely passable, and only for a Wizard I would say," stated the Korkein after a pregnant pause.
"I hope you will perform better on your second form."
His second form? There were different forms in Taichichuan?
"I apologize esteemed Korkein, but I have only learnt one Taichichuan form," said Severus, looking at him squarely in the eyes and refusing to feel ashamed.
"I see..." the Korkein paused, as if deep in thoughts. "Well, can you at least perform your form at fast speed?"
Severus bowed then executed himself. The differences in magic flows were even more disturbing, but Severus managed not to stumble and finished the form without many mistakes.
"Hmm..."
The Korkein looked sorely disappointed. Drunek looked murderous. Regel looked like he wanted to hit his head against the walls. Most of the other Goblins Severus could see seemed either unimpressed or gleeful. Only one was impassive. One Goblin in black who was studying Severus as if he could dissect him with his eyes.
"And now in mirror."
In mirror? That must mean to move right instead of left and so on... Without having ever done it once before?
Severus squared his shoulders and began.
His performance was not as smooth as the previous ones, and he stumbled twice. But as he once more fell back in Chi-kung, Drunek looked proud.
"That was not even passable. Drunek, I must say I am disappointed in your Apprentice. I was promised gold but I am only finding iron for now."
"With all due respect esteemed Korkein, Severus has only been with us two years. He has not yet begun learning the mirror form. This was his first time performing it," answered Drunek. "Kiitos Daoack," he added, nodding at Severus.
"Correct me if I am wrong, Master Richtigk," said the Korkein as he turned toward the Goblin in black. "Two years seem quite enough to learn two forms, their mirrors and their acceleration, even for wizard Apprentices, don't they?"
"They are, if the Apprentice practised only Taichichuan every day all day long," answered Master Richtigk. "But we have had cases when they were not."
"Desperate cases," said the Korkein dismissively with a wave of his hand. "Not prodigious ones," he added as he looked at Severus as if he would like to squash him.
"Yes. Master Richtigk. In one year exactly, Usta Daoack will be back in this room to perform two forms, their mirror and their accelerations. The forms will be the Yang one he already... studied, and the Chen one," he finished with a smirk.
"If you would demonstrate the Chen form as well as his mirror and acceleration. I am sure Master Drunek would not mind the reminder."
Severus felt himself flush for his Master. Once more, he Sensed to Dhaal to remain quiet no matter the Korkein words. His Familiar only agreed because Severus allowed him to interfere if someone attacked them, although he did not know what Dhaal would be capable of.
He walked to his Master to make space for Master Richtigk, bumping lightly his Master's shoulder in support.
Master Richtigk began. He moved fluidly yet precisely. Master Wirkrund was smooth where Master Richtigk was deadly. The form looked a lot more physical than the one Severus had learnt. It lasted thirty minutes too. When Master Richtigk finished the Chen form, he did again in mirror. Then very quickly. Severus could feel the currents of Magic moving around the Goblin.
Finally, the Master bowed then took his place back.
The Korkein smiled in grim satisfaction.
"This is what you will attempt to master, Usta Daoack. To help you achieve your task, Master Richtigk will be the one to teach you. He is from your clan, after all. You will practice with him all day long. Everyday."
Only Taichichuan for a year... The Korkein was crazy.
"This is how we all learnt. This is how you should have learnt," added the Korkein, looking at Drunek pointedly.
Severus' Master merely gazed back at the Korkein.
"You will begin tomorrow," said the Korkein to Severus. "At the crack of dawn. Do not be late. Do not be lazy."
Severus bowed.
"Kāma ra alavidā, clan Röykkiö. Do not disappoint me."
"Clan Röykkiö thanks you esteemed Korkein," answered Regel.
Severus bowed once more in time with his Master and Regel. Then Regel led them out.
They made their way back in silence. Dhaal was indignant, not understanding why the Korkein had found Severus lacking. Severus tried to explain to Dhaal the intricacy of politics but his Familiar only concluded the Korkein was dumb and untrustworthy.
"How dare he... how dare he..."
Drunek had waited for them to be outside to let out his anger.
"Of all the imbecilic things to do... who does he think he is..." fulminated Severus' Master.
"Drunek," said Regel tiredly. "Wirkrund and you knew you were taking a risk. Even more when you prolonged Daoack's Apprenticeship for a third year."
"Do you really think he behaved like a wise leader?" asked Drunek sharply. "He has alienated a brilliant Wizard because he was vexed a minor dared wish to break his Apprenticeship while in mourning!"
"Drunek–"
"No Regel. You know as well as I that even Masters have troubles performing a form in a foreign environment for the first time because the magic flows are different. He set up Daoack to fail. He set him up to humiliate him and our clan."
"I know that!" snapped Regel back. "But there is nothing we can do except hope Daoack is as good as you think he is."
"I completely trust Daoack to blow away the Korkein expectations. However, he will get bored with only Taichichuan," said Drunek as he looked toward Severus.
Regel sighed.
"I wish I had your confidence. As for boredom," he added addressing Severus. "I doubt you will have any energy left the first month, training under Richtigk. And then... the city is full of libraries..."
Drunek nodded then seemed to shake himself out of his foul mood. He insisted they visit Bǎo, stating Severus would seldom have the time for sightseeing in the near future. Regel left only minutes after they started visiting, claiming he had a meeting. Severus was glad to be on his own with his Master. The day had been exhausting.
He was surprised when he realized the streets were filled with various magical beings, from Goblins to Faes, with Vampires, Giants and others mixed in. However, he only spotted one Wizard.
"Bǎo welcomes all magic creatures, whether they can use magic or not," explained Drunek.
"The city is protected by many wards which prevent non magic beings from both noticing and entering its walls. One Muggle once entered Bǎo, which lead to many discussions about giving humans as a whole the Magic being statute. Some tests were conducted and when no other non-Wizard human managed to see the city, the incident was deemed a fluke," Drunek smiled wryly.
"However, there have been stories of young Goblins lost outside Bǎo, unable to enter it without being accompanied. I wonder if some of us are only able to see through the wards thanks to the use of Taichichuan since we learnt to walk."
Where Wirkrund had been adamant Muggles could not use Magic, even if they practised Taichichuan, Drunek was implying that in fact, the practice of Taichichuan could give Muggles the minimum of Magic sensitivity. Severus was more inclined to agree with Drunek's theory, from what he had learnt so far. He just could not imagine how Muggles could have Khorlos and yet not have at least a trickle of Magic in them, even if they could not use it to cast spells. But did it mean all creatures had at least a tiny spark of Magic in them?
Severus wondered if Petunia had tried brewing the potion with Lily. Would she be happy to have a spark of Magic or be even more disappointed?
"All magic creatures are welcome. Riches are important to live well in the city but the real power is knowledge," explained Drunek. "The more you know, the bigger libraries you own, the more stellar reputation you earn. With reputation come invitations to the court, with the hope of one day being allowed to offer counsel to the Korkein. Of course, sensitive matters are not to be discussed with non-Goblins. Officially."
Drunek sighed.
"You would not believe it when you see the streets today, but Wizards and Goblins were quite close in China until a few years ago. Bláinn, only two centuries ago, magic beings and creatures mingled with Muggles all over China. Lords had at least one councillor who could use Magic. Then, Britain attacked China. After Magic failed to defend them, Chinese Muggles turned away from us. It did not happen all at once. First, Fae and Vampires were not welcome anymore. Then Goblins and Werewolves. Then Wizards. A few years ago, the Chinese muggle leader proclaimed the cultural revolution, destroying thousands of records and works of art. Destroying our common history and knowledge."
Drunek's voice was sad. Severus could hardly believe what he was hearing, although it could be similar to the legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. Wizards and magic creatures had belonged to the same world as Muggles then. The industrial revolution was the beginning of the end. Science against Magic. Even though Severus was certain Magic and Sciences met somewhere. One day he would research it.
"Some blame Wizards. They say they tried so hard to gain favor with Muggles that it caused resentment among the other magical beings. Relationships and alliances suffered. When the crises hit, the magical community could not unify to help defend against Britain. To be honest, I think Wizards were not the only ones playing that game, but they were the most obvious. It does not help that thirty years ago, one of the Johtajas allied himself with Grindelwald in hope of ruling over Muggles and half of his clan was decimated. They were betrayed during the final battle by Grindelwald's wizard allies. When the Wizards heard of their Lord's defeat by Dumbledore, they surrendered in hope of earning lighter jail sentences. "
Drunek fell silent, lost in his thoughts.
Master Isäntä had told them during one of their lessons that Goblins had troubles retreating, thinking it was a sign of weakness. There had been one full day when they had practised exercises which could only be won by retreating once to better attack later. The goblin Usta had not learnt the lesson easily.
The Master had taken Severus as an example as he had not needed any explanation to understand the exercise and win it. He personally thought many Gryffindors would have the same troubles as Goblins, fearing dishonour while Slytherins knew that only victory mattered.
"One more thing Goblins hold against Wizards is that they are Humans. Muggles are destroying Magic with their new technology, destroying habitations of magic creatures as well as killing them. An entire species was destroyed after the American attack on Hiroshima. We do not know what this weapon was, but it changed the magic currents. It also killed all magic creatures in an area 8 kilometres in diameter."
Drunek paused.
"You know first-hand how dangerous Muggles can be. But the scale of their destruction seems unlimited. And some Goblins think Wizards are more human than magic."
Severus nodded, stunned. He felt more kinship with Goblins than with Muggles and was almost disgusted at the idea when he thought of his father. But other Wizards thought differently, the current divisions in their world was proof of it. Was it the same in other countries as in Britain?
Severus almost asked Drunek before thinking better of it. He would rather ask Wizards on this matter. Lucius and Jonathan, as well as Regulus would be a good beginning.
They walked in companionable silence, Drunek lost in his thoughts and Severus observing the city, taking in as much as he could. Dhaal was half-asleep on his shoulder, exhausted by the day.
"Here we are, " said Drunek suddenly. "This is the pagoda for any Röykkiö clan members visiting Bǎo. We have been assigned rooms. Meals are served at given times, the intendant will explain to you everything you need to know. "
Indeed, Erwarten, a brisk Goblin who had already been the intendant when Drunek himself was an Apprentice, gave him the grand tour as well as a set of rules to follow. He also gave him a map of the city, to be given back when he went back to Uusi.
Erwarten left him in his room where one set of day clothes had already been delivered by Sṭā'iliśa. The room was bigger than his one back home. To Severus' relief and surprise, there was an adjoining bathroom. A beautiful wooden desk was set in front of the huge window, with a bench seat to sit on comfortably. The bed was imposing. It looked like a big closet without doors but elegantly carved. Severus wondered if he would manage to sleep in it.
He shook himself and showered quickly then hurried downstairs, feeling ravenous. Dhaal chose to remain in the room to sleep once Severus promised to bring him back dinner. He ate with Drunek in silence, some kind of broth with noodles in it. It was fulfilling and tasty even though the noodles were a bit too slimy for him. He did not get dessert, his Master shooing him away with the stern admonishment to rest as soon as his bowl was empty. Severus only took the time to fill a bowl for his Familiar then went back to his room. He was asleep as soon as his head touched the silky pillow, barely hearing Dhaal enthusiastic slurps of delight as he ate his dinner.
The next day saw Severus up at the crack of dawn, in a foul mood for being awake at such an uncivilized hour. Dhaal had grumbled at the hour too but his Familiar's need to protect him in a foreign environment had won over his desire to sleep. However, he had complained all the way to the dojo until Severus snapped at him.
Master Richtigk's welcome did not improve their morning. The Master did not waste time in pleasantry and led them directly to the practice room. He stood in front of Severus, his entire posture conveying distaste at the task he had been given.
"From what I saw yesterday, I have little hope of you ever perfecting the T'aichich'üan forms. However, it is the wish of the Korkein and I cannot allow you to dishonour my clan. I cannot allow you to dishonour my Johtaja who trusted in Wirkrund and Drunek's judgement," he paused looking at Severus coldly. "So you will work harder than you ever did."
The threat was clear. Severus did not wish to discover what happened to those who did not comply with Richtigk expectations, especially when they were Wizards. He had the feeling the Goblin was a harsh taskmaster with himself and expected all to rise up to his exact level.
Severus squared his shoulders with determination. He would not fail. Drunek's reputation would not suffer because he had chosen to believe in Severus.
"Alright. Wuji."
What?
Richtigk was watching Severus impatiently.
"I do not have all day."
Severus swallowed thickly. This was not going well.
"My apologies Master Richtigk, I do not understand what you mean."
Richtigk growled.
"I am sure even in England, they teach about the non-movement which preclude all movement."
"Do you mean Chi Kung?" asked Severus, moving into the relaxed posture.
The Master frowned.
"Honestly. Chi Kung is not a position. It is a complementary art to T'aichich'üan. All Goblins begin by learning Chi Kung before moving to T'aichich'üan's more demanding forms."
Severus was pretty sure Kiveä and Soraa followed the same lessons he had had but he remained silent. No need to antagonize the Goblin further.
"I will need to have words with Wirkrund again. He cannot adapt T'aichich'üan just as he wishes," he shook his head. "It still does not explain your poor performance of yesterday as I know both Wirkrund and Drunek are T'aichich'üan Masters. I taught your Master that much," he said, pacing in front of Severus.
"No matter, Wuji!"
Severus took the position he had always called Chi Kung.
Richtigk examined him critically.
"Legs further apart. Not that much! Flexible on the legs. Your arms must not be stuck to your body. Not that far from it either. Alright, do not move!" ordered Richtigk.
Severus took the time to go over his body sensations, noting how close it was to the Chi Kung he was used to but different in the details.
"As your Master and Wise seem to have forgotten our most basic teachings, I will assume you have not yet heard the origin story. Listen carefully for I will not repeat myself," said Master Richtigk, looking as if he had been personally insulted. "At the beginning, Goblins noticed different kinds of Magic existed. Magic Creatures on four paws stood firmly on the ground, using earth magical flows. Those with wings glided on air magical currents while those with fins navigated in water magic rivers. Finally, the creatures blessed with the breath of fire used the sunlight magic energy which came from the sun's continuous burning in its heart. Thus the four kinds of magic energy were defined. Earth, Air, Water and Fire."
Severus listened with rapt attention, so focused he forgot the burn in his muscles as he remained in Wuji for so long.
"Some creatures did not solely belong to one class of Magic. Dragons used both air and fire. Mishipeshu used earth and water. Others, like Goblins, did not all possess the capacity to use Magic, but when they could, they worked with air and earth."
Master Richtigk paced slowly in front of Severus, voice low but clear.
"One day, a young Goblin practitioner of Magic named Korkeus got into his head to steal a Fenghuang's feather to prove his worth to his tribe. For several days, he walked alone into the Dark woods of Bǎo, looking for signs of the majestic and terrible creature. When Korkeus finally stumbled upon the Fenghuang, he witnessed a feat no Goblin ever had nor ever would again. A fight between a Kuilong and a Fenghuang, or what you would call a Basilisk and a Phoenix. Earth against Air. Water against Fire. A fight more beautiful than a dance. Graceful. Balanced. Deadly. He was observing Magic in its purest essence through two wonderful and lethal creatures. Nobody knows how long the fight lasted. Nobody knows which creature won. Korkeus never told. He came back to his tribe without the Fenghuang's feather, but with a knowledge far more precious. Forgoing all he had ever been taught, all he had ever practised, Korkeus set himself to the arduous task of recreating the fight he had witnessed. He knew with deep certainty that if he could reproduce it with his body, he would master Magic as well as the Kuilong and Fenghuang did. It was not easy. Many from his tribe doubted the usefulness of his hard-work. But he persevered. Everyday. Until he finally reached Equilibrium. Balance. Until he could feel Magic. His use of Magic changed even as he still used the same runes as before. His healing capacities improved greatly. Others recognised the worth of his work and asked to be taught. They improved as well, convincing the most pessimistic of the benefits of Korkeus' knowledge. This was the birth of T'aichich'üan," ended Master Richtigk gravely.
Severus nodded.
"Lose the form and drink some water."
He stretched out of Wuji gratefully then drank, careful not to overflow his body.
"Wuji. Again."
Severus wanted to groan. Instead, he complied silently.
"Wuji, or non-movement, is what comes before all. It is a time of stillness. A time to rest. A time to focus on yourself. Wuji is the best position to observe your own core. Like Goblins, Wizards use both Air and Earth Magic. You will attempt to sense them inside yourself. "
Severus could sense Magic inside himself, but he could not distinguish the two kinds of Magic. Dhaal was not helpful. The Thestral tried to show Severus what he Sensed, as Dhaal also used both Air and Earth, but he just did not manage to convey any clear picture or sensation. By the end of the session, they were both exhausted.
"Eat and rest. You have one hour. There is food and water in the room on the right. Then we will work on Qǐshì, the opening movement."
Severus wanted to protest he had had enough of Taichichuan for the day. Instead, he bowed respectfully.
"Yes Master Richtigk."
The Master nodded then exited the room silently, leaving Severus to his own device. He immediately looked for the eating room, suddenly feeling ravenous and encouraged by Dhaal's pleading whines for nourishment.
The room was empty but plates of unknown food littered the table at its centre. Severus sampled a bit of everything – only because Dhaal was an adventurer – as well as a huge bowl of rice. He seated himself at a small table in a corner, with a view on the entire room. Dhaal settled on his lap comfortably and they ate.
The exotic fare was surprisingly good and filling. Severus watched amused as his Familiar licked every plate clean. They went back to the training room where Severus sat on a mat, Dhaal cuddling against him. He enjoyed the respite but worried. There were 85 movements in the form he knew. It took thirty minutes to complete at normal speed. And the Korkein wanted him to learn it perfectly, then practice it in mirror and at different speeds. Then… Then Severus needed to not only learn but master the original Taichichuan form. It was the only way the Korkein and the other clans would respect and accept him. He had no doubt his clan had already reached this conclusion.
"You're here. Good. Let's begin."
Severus refrained from sighing and got into Wuji. This was going to be a long year.